When You Saw Her With Me

When you saw her with me
And I asked, “did she
Look Happy?”
You answered “yes”
Which, I must confess
Made me
Smile, for she
Did not smile
Away her time
With me
For the love of my rhyme,
And a smile may beguile,
Reveal or conceal
Simultaneously, while
All you see
Is a smile
That does grace
A girl’s pretty face . . .

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